lacuna

Take a look where we're at now

Past the crossroads of time, where mistakes made are final

Things ain't really looking out

We're like moths to a flame, and that flame slowly burned us

Feel like an island, no one for miles and

It's radio silence, just noise from the past

Peel the bandage while I'm bleeding

'Cause we've been going on without a reason

The seasons changed and so did you

But you looked so good in December

Regretting things еver got better